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Chapter 348 Underground (Part [-])
At the same time, she is full of expectations for this trip. The United States is worthy of the United States. No matter what the rewards of this trip are, at least she has never gone abroad in her life.

Here I have to talk about the problem that the United States has a large land area but a sparsely populated population. Mexico next door has 1.2 million people, and Sacramento covers an area of ​​99.2 square miles, which is equivalent to a quarter of Hong Kong or ten Macau. Even if it flows into more than 30 The population of migrants is only 60, which is equivalent to one-fifth of the population of Wucheng.

Due to the Mediterranean climate, the first feeling of landing in Sacramento is that it is not as cold as Wucheng, and the second feeling is that it is big, empty, and sparsely populated. At least here, apart from seeing the city center and feasting, the other surroundings are quiet, and occasionally There was a rumbling sound, and then an earthquake began.

Natural disasters are affecting the whole world, and nowhere can escape. Because of the earthquake, this place has become more chaotic. Countless Mexicans pour into the city every day, but Jingshu finally feels the land under her feet and the foreign construction. The flavorful building is no longer Chinese, she really traveled across the ocean to the country of America!

"It's 11:[-] noon in the United States. I believe everyone has rested on the plane. Now, let's split up and act separately. Look, my friend Xiao Hei is here to pick you up." Yang Yang faced the driving The big truck waved its hands, and the truck made a beautiful U-turn, and a big American guy who was really dark came down.

"Oh, my dear Mr. Yang, I'm so glad to meet you. Dear friends who are prospective mercenaries, I'm very glad to meet you. You can just call me Xiao Hei from now on." Yang gave a hug and said hello to everyone. Xiao Hei spoke fluent Chinese, which solved the embarrassing situation of a scumbag like Jing Shu who couldn't understand foreign languages.

So the two teams parted ways, and the violent firepower crushing team composed of tank, snake spirit, Lingling, monkey and Jingshu boarded Xiaohei's big truck, and the men could only squat in the truck, Jingshu and Ling Ling and the two ladies sat in the passenger seat and followed Xiao Hei to the underground black market he talked about.

Xiao Hei stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom, cursed and said: "Oh, this damn black market, oil is getting harder and harder to get, I have to drive faster, the less time you have, the less oil you will use, both of you Ladies, sit down."

Jing Shu: "??" I heard that crooked people are not good at math. They can finish a pizza cut into six pieces, but they can't finish the same pizza cut into eight pieces. But isn't it because of fuel consumption at a constant speed? Did you decide?
Jingshu and Lingling looked at each other, and they both saw helplessness in each other's eyes. Lingling is a timid and shy girl, but she doesn't know why such a girl is dressed so blatantly and cutely.

Jing Shu looked outside and listened to Xiao Hei explaining local interesting things. The truck was galloping, and the scenery on both sides was retreating rapidly. This place is more like a big rural area. With silt left, the house is very loose and dilapidated, covered with green moss like Huaxia, it is as scary as walking in a century-old ghost town at four or five in the morning.

There was no sign of living people around.

"Oh, what a damn earthquake!" Xiao Hei quickly steered the steering wheel around the big hole, and the whole car swayed from side to side. Xiao Hei still said to himself: "Last year, Sacramento was flooded for more than half. Fortunately, the city center and a small area The suburbs were flooded, so some citizens went to the city center, but since the government was kicked out, black-hearted merchants and arms dealers who monopolize food have formulated new doomsday rules, those of us who can’t pay taxes can only go to the suburban slums , but fortunately there is an underground black market where we can get away."

"What kind of existence is the underground black market?" Jing Shu asked.

Xiao Hei took a bite of a cigarette and started to smoke. Jing Shu had to sigh that what is extinct in China can still be smoked by poor people in the country of America. Don't worry about food and clothing.

In fact, Jing Shu is still thinking wrong, because although the United States is a capitalist developed country, the gap between the rich and the poor is too large. 15% of the people in the United States cannot eat for a day in the slums, and there is no medical security or welfare. They are even worse than the poor in China. Poverty alleviation policies such as teaching farming, giving seeds, and recruiting workers in factories have enabled many poor people to have enough food, and as long as they work hard, they will have jobs and money.

Even in the end of the world, there is still government relief food, as long as you work hard, you can eat at least one meal a day to survive starvation.

The slum side is different, and the living conditions here are even worse.

"Oh, dear Miss Jing, I heard that Huaxia canceled your currency and reset a new currency. Other countries have changed their currencies because of economic expansion, but we in the United States still use rice gold. The government's shit is still It is stipulated to buy grain and oil at the original price, but the problem is that Mijin can’t buy anything now, and it can’t do anything like stinky shit. Now all places in the United States use grain and materials as hard currency.

The underground black market is the place that controls half of Sacramento's oil and food. This is an 'aristocratic circle' composed of hundreds of middle-class families. They monopolize, produce for themselves, and employ a large number of mercenaries and locals, forming a an interest group. "

Jing Shu pointed to the distant city center, and said, "Is it those places with lights?" It looked very luxurious, and it was also the place Jing Shu yearned for. It must be a good trip to be there this time.

Xiao Hei showed an exaggerated expression, "It was originally the place of the Sacramento government state, but it was later occupied by the gang arms dealers and their people. They have powerful firepower. In the first year of the end of the world, they pulled a lot of people. The well-known large grain merchants formed an alliance, and they modified the new survival system. The people living there were divided into three, six, and nine classes. Most of the low-level slaves came from Mexico, and some people of various origins; medium freedom Most of the people are wealthy local citizens, and the top ones are the teams and people of arms dealers and grain merchants. In the past few days, there have been many earthquakes, and a lot of people came from Mexico, and half of them were brought in."

"Of course, there are still many people who have mixed into the slums. Without the government, there will be no source of food and laws. These people are thinking about snatching food from others all day long. Mexico has also formed a gang, and many times it specializes in robbery. Those who have food, even women are dangerous here. The past few days have been chaotic, so the black market has to recruit more capable mercenaries, but I heard that a big event is being prepared, and mercenaries must be recruited to complete the task .” Xiao Hei exhaled smoke rings.

　Chapter 5 is added for the hidden elf ticket king.

　　
　
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